The Village Of Dwarves — Rhapsody

The dwarves of Lark are showing all their honour when you walk on the Gandor secret hill

The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves

The elves are playing under timeless willows while blue and red paint all my beloved land

The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves

The eagle's eye is hiding something tragic but in this night the red wine rules in me

The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves

And all night long me Arwald and Aresius we speak, we laugh, we honor our king

The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves

The eagle's eye is hiding something tragic but in this night the red wine rules in me

The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves

And time has come now to ride before the end of the night the march of the swordmaster to the unholy fight

And time has come now to ride before the end of the night the march of the swordmaster to the unholy fight

Unholy fight unholy fight